My son is a Linus.
He loves his blankie, and while he does not take it with him everywhere, he would if he could. As soon as we get home from anywhere, he runs to find his blankie. When I wash it, he throws a fit (until recently when he decided it's okay if "Bwankie gets a bath in the RAIN!").
Ever since he was a wee little baby, he has had one corner of the blankie that is his favorite. It has two strings coming out of it as opposed to the one corner with no string and the two corners with the one string. He takes that corner and sniffs it. He presses that corner to his nostrils and just sniffs. Before we leave the house, he has to have one last sniff of his blankie. It's his comfort and his safety. It's very adorable and weird, lol. But nonetheless, it is definitely a Linus quality.
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I dropped Logan off at daycare yesterday, all the way in I kept thinking, Only 12 more days of this and then you won't come here anymore and you'll get to play with Mommy all day. I was quite happy with this until I went to drop Logan off in his room.
Logan has a buddy named Tyler. ("Ty-wer!"). They have been buddies since Logan has started there. They're almost exactly the same age, so they have traveled to the different rooms together.
Momma. I play twucks with Ty-wer!
Momma. Ty-wer in da tunnels with me!
I have been feeling bad that we're going to take Logan away from his buddy. I know, that might seem silly, but I get sad when I think about puppies being taken away from the others in the litter. I'm weird and overly sensitive about things...
And then yesterday morning, when I dropped Logan off, Tyler was sitting there by the trucks waiting for him... with his very own blankie. I'd never seen Tyler with his blankie before and it just hit that soft spot in my heart. Tyler has a blankie that he loves, too. My Linus has found another Linus.
How am I going to take Logan away from his best friend Tyler, who he has so much in common with?! ;) I laugh as I write this, because it really does sound so silly. But my worry comes from a different source, too.
Am I going to be able to give Logan everything that daycare has provided him with? (Doesn't that sound a bit backwards?) What I mean is: Where is Logan going to be able to socialize with other kids once he's at home with me? I'm I going to be able to hold his attention long enough to teach him everything that he would have learned at daycare? And they questions go on and on.
Hm. I guess as a mother you feel guilty and worry about absolutely everything. It just comes with the territory, right?
I just hope that Logan will find another Linus to be friends with.